Because Hua Bozhi yelled and took the trouble to tell the passers-by about how bad his jicama was, even breaking people's teeth. Therefore, when the show was over, Shaoqiu had only sold one jicama. Seeing that the pedestrians on the street were gradually disappearing, it was estimated that the time for the boat was about to arrive. As expected, the boat owner kept shouting on the street. It was getting late. If we didn't go back, it would be very dangerous to cross Qinglang Beach. , there is even the possibility of shipwreck.
And Shaoqiu looked at his load of sweet potatoes, which seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and could not be sold for a while. But when he looked at Hua Bo in the blink of an eye, he had already disappeared. What's more, the sky was originally clear and clear, but at this moment it started to rain for some reason. Once it rained, the jicama would be hard to sell, and it would be like selling dung, and no one would want it.
Shaoqiu had no choice but to carry the load of cold potatoes and walk to the pier shakily. He was already drenched in rain. He had a cold, and he kept coughing at the passers-by, but people They don't pay attention to this at all, and who would care about their own life and death? No, not one.
When Shaoqiu carried such a load of sweet potatoes to the big ship, the owner of the ship thought that the sweet potatoes were too heavy. If it weighed down his big ship, it would be bad. When he went back, the other big ships were all coming and going in a graceful manner. As if flying. How could my big boat sail so cumbersomely on the river? If people saw it, would it be a joke?
Therefore, for Shaoqiuzhi's large load of sweet potatoes, the boat owner couldn't help shaking his head for a while, because it was too heavy and he was afraid that his big boat would be crushed or even sunk. Moreover, even if it was not weighed, If it sinks, it will scare your own ship, which is also not good. What's more, at this time, some people even said that they heard Dachuan crying. Wasn't this because they were afraid that the cold potatoes in Shaoqiu were too heavy? How could they explain it at the moment?
The boat owner then came forward, handed Shaoqiu a cigarette, and said, "I'm sorry, brother, my big boat really can't bear such a load of sweet potatoes. If it sinks, all the people in this boat will be killed." I’m afraid it’s impossible to escape the rapids of Qinglang Beach.”
"Then what should I do?" Shaoqiu asked the ship owner.
"Who am I asking?" the ship owner replied.
Shaoqiu looked around at this time. In a short time, during the time when Shaoqiu was talking, there was no one left in the big ship. Once the owner of the ship refused to take him on board, then this would be considered a considerable loss. Trouble. Shaoqiu wanted to climb up with the load of sweet potatoes, but when he was walking on the board, the board might have been broken, but he didn't get halfway, and the board really broke.
For a moment, Shaoqiu and his cold potatoes fell into the river. When he was about to stand up again and climb onto the boat, the owner of the boat had already opened the boat, said he was sorry to Shaoqiu, and left. . When Shaoqiu climbed ashore carrying a load of sweet potatoes, dusk had already fallen in Luzhen, and many houses had even turned on their lights, but the rain was even heavier.
Shaoqiu was sitting next to his cold potato. He was coughing continuously and his whole body was shaking. However, it was raining continuously and there was nowhere to hide. He could only stand next to his cold potato, otherwise Where else could you go? People here are not familiar with the place. Once they put down their jicama and just take shelter from the rain, will they be afraid of their jicama?
Just when Shaoqiu was at a loss what to do, the wind picked up. The river was surging up and down, and big fish jumped from time to time, causing splashes on the river. The sky was so gloomy that it made people beat their chests in fear.
There was no other way, so Shaoqiu had no choice but to carry this load of sweet potatoes. Since he couldn't get a boat, he had to walk back for the time being. It was impossible to really abandon so many sweet potatoes, which he had grown with so much hard work. , once you don’t want it anymore, what’s the point of it? It is impossible not to give up. It is unbearable and cannot even be thought of. Otherwise, if word spreads, what will people say about oneself? To say that one is a waste of natural resources is an understatement. Some may even say that one is not a human being.
So don’t let it go, don’t think about it. After all, it is not easy to grow so many sweet potatoes, and it contains a lot of bitter sweat. Let’s just forget about it. God is watching what you do. It is best not to thunder at that time, otherwise, you will be in danger. Wouldn't Lei hit himself?
Besides, it was already raining that day. As the saying goes, there are unpredictable weather conditions. Who knows when it will thunder? So no matter what, I had to give it up, even though the cold potatoes were not good enough, and some of them were even a little bad. But even so, you can't say you don't want it anymore. Just like a mother, who would want to give up their child because they are not good enough?
Shaoqiu carried a load of sweet potatoes and walked towards the muddy dirt road. On the road, because the mud was too deep, he stepped on one foot and could not pull it out for a long time. When he pulled it out, he found that although his foot was They came out, but the shoes are still in the mud. For a while, I could only walk with one shoe on, because that shoe got deep into the mud. Even if a loach was dug out, my shoe could not be found. It’s just that I don’t want it anymore.
Night is gradually falling, and the road is quite slippery. If you are not careful, you will fall down. At the moment, you can only take one step at a time, steadily and steadily. Otherwise, if you want to get out of this quagmire, you may not know where to go. It’s the year of the monkey and the month of the horse. Fortunately, there are no ghosts in this wilderness. Otherwise, if we encounter one, it would be impossible to escape from its clutches.
For a while, Shaoqiu was walking on the road carrying a load of sweet potatoes. I don’t know who was so wicked as to put a condom on the road. This may be used to trap wild animals, but it caught Shaoqiu’s shoe. His feet were fine for the moment. After walking for a while, although it was only a dozen meters away, it was still far away from the deserted village, so I sat down on the roadside to rest, wanting to smoke a cigarette or drink some water.
But it was said that Uncle Hua took a big boat back to the deserted village. At this time, he was standing beside Shaoqiu's field. Knowing that he had gone to Lu Town, he was afraid that he would not be able to come back, so he took a hoe and dug sweet potatoes in his field to eat. . Of course he had grown a lot of sweet potatoes himself, but he was reluctant to eat them, so he dug up the sweet potatoes from Shaoqiu and invited other people to eat them, saying that he had grown them himself.
The other people were eating the cold potatoes and kept giving thumbs up to Hua Bo. They were extremely sweet and delicious, even more delicious than watermelon. Some people even had diarrhea after eating them, and they couldn't stop eating them. Eat. "Well, since you have diarrhea, you are still eating so much. I'm afraid it won't work. It's better to wait until your stomach is healed and the diarrhea stops, then you can open your belly and eat as much as you want." Hua Bo persuaded.
"It's okay, this is so delicious, I'll eat the last one." The man replied.
"You don't know how many last ones you've eaten." Hua Bo said with a smile.
"Uncle Hua, you are such a kind person and treat us to eat so many cold potatoes. How can we repay you?" someone asked.
"It's not about repaying anything. It's not a valuable thing anyway. If I really want to repay someone, if I see someone hitting me in the future, I'll just ask you to help me." Hua Bo said this.
Not only was Hua Bo eating other people's sweet potatoes, but Hua Bo's cows also joined in, eating the sweet potatoes they had worked so hard to grow to death. Fortunately, Shaoqiu didn't see this, otherwise If so, I don’t know how distressed it would be. After eating like this until midnight, everyone was full by now, and Hua Bo's cattle no longer had to be put on the mountain. After eating so many sweet potatoes, they seemed to be much fatter than before.
Hua Bo drove his cattle down the mountain, but on the road, he met Shaoqiu. This man had just carried a load of sweet potatoes from Lu Town to the deserted village. From Luzhen to the deserted village, there is at least a hundred miles of land, and the road is muddy. The hardships along the way are beyond the knowledge of outsiders.
Shaoqiu was walking on the road at this time and saw Uncle Hua standing in front of him carrying a big bag of sweet potatoes. Of course, Uncle Hua's sweet potato was lying at home sleeping in the scorching sun because of his lack of hard work. Therefore, it did not grow. All were swallowed up by some weeds.
At this time, Shaoqiu saw Uncle Hua carrying a large bag of sweet potato. He could only have grown it himself, but he couldn't point it out because there was no evidence. Shaoqiu just glanced at it. Although he knew it well, he really couldn't say it out loud. Otherwise, Uncle Hua might do something poisonous.
"Hello, uncle." Shaoqiu greeted Uncle Hua like this.
"Okay, okay." Hua Bo replied with a smile.
Of course, even though he said this greeting, he could only turn a blind eye to the cold potatoes carried on Uncle Hua's shoulders, otherwise, this might not be good. When Uncle Hua loses face, he may become desperate and do anything for a while. He may really go to the point of fighting Shaoqiu for a few sweet potatoes. It couldn't be done, so Shaoqiu could only pretend not to see it.
"Uncle is carrying such a big bag of pumpkins on his shoulders." Shaoqiu knew clearly that it was jicama, but he could only think it was a pumpkin. Otherwise, he would not have a good relationship with it, and how would Xiaohua be with him then.
"Haha," Hua Bo said with a smile, "It's a pumpkin. I picked it from my own field."
Shaoqiu couldn't say anything to him for a while, so he returned to his house carrying a load of sweet potatoes. When he placed the cold potato outside the house, his whole body was completely dirty, his feet were numb, and his shoes were badly worn. When Haohua saw it, he couldn't help but smile.
After putting down the jelly beans, Shaoqiu stood quietly in front of his house and heard Uncle Hua's family laughing. I just couldn't hear Xiao Hua's laughter. I wonder where she was at this time.
